Just like before, Salomon denied his various psychological problems, and ROOT did not persist any longer. For her, completing the tasks given by artificial intelligence is the most important, and the Eternal City is just a stop before she carries out the tasks. When she completes her work here, the artificial intelligence will provide her with a false identity and enough money to maintain her identity, allowing her to walk freely in secular society.
Salomon does not need to worry about this part. In today's world where everything is connected to the Internet, as long as it is related to human society, that machine can do it.
Maya Hansen welcomed the arrival of ROOT very happily. She was looking forward to her new colleague, but Salomon reminded her in private that she should be careful about this woman. "ROOT is a real madman." Salomon pointed to the room behind him, "Remember that holographic projection? She used that thing as an altar, and now she is talking to God. She is now a martyr and a fanatic believer, so People have no reason to speak of. I will not let those druids show up when ROOT is here. Remember to call them and give them a few days of vacation. I gave them a large salary. Poor kids have access to things they didn’t have access to before.”
Miss Maya Hansen shook her head and said nonchalantly, "That artificial intelligence is indeed no different from God. Aren't cybergods and cyberpsychosis the best match?"
"Just remember not to take anyone else to my study," Salomon said. "Only you can enter that room, remember?"
"You're such a long-winded person, that's my room too."
"Hmm, I have another report here." Salomon lowered his head and pulled out a crumpled document from the dimensional bag. The A4 paper is wrapped in brown kraft paper, and the S.H.I.E.L.D. logo is printed on the front. "Secret, secret, secret, repeat important things three times." He turned over one of the pages. "This is information about Centipede Warriors. The so-called Centipede Warriors are the combination of your Extremis virus, Chitauri alien metal and Failed versions of the super-soldier serum isolated from Steve Rogers were mixed and injected into humans. This document was quietly given to me by Agent Coulson..."
"Are you sure? It sounds to me like the injector is going to explode in the next second!" Maya Hansen snatched the document away and read it carefully, her eyes almost glued to the paper.
"Do they think my Extremis virus is a toy? The real ability of the Extremis virus is to rewrite genetic material. If it weren't for this ability, I wouldn't have taken over your job! Do you know that in order to stabilize the Extremis virus? What price did you pay..."
"Ah, sleep with Stark."
"Don't mention this again, you don't know how embarrassed I am." She said while reading the document, "I didn't expect that mixing the super soldier serum and the Extremis virus would actually achieve good results. The Extremis virus can reduce the super soldier's Receptor threshold, but the stability is even worse. As for the Chitauri metal, I didn't expect it to be of any use. If those centipede warriors did not explode, it means that someone conducted experiments on it to enhance the stability of the Extremis virus. Hey! Look at this data!”
She yelled and pointed at the chart on the document, and her fingers hurriedly scratched over the dense text descriptions and winding lines. Salomon saw her fingernails leaving a line on the surface of the A4 paper. A scratch, like the scratches a cat would leave on the sofa. "This is not my experimental data. Someone used a different method to stabilize the Extremis virus!"
"They used the serum of a fire superpower." Salomon shrugged, "The optimal solution given by nature."
"Shit! What I haven't accomplished in thirteen years! They actually did it with a superpower! What a fucking bullshit!" Maya Hansen couldn't accept this fact. She waved the document angrily, sending a rushing gust of wind through the hallway. Her expression was even more terrifying. If the researchers solving the problem were standing in front of her, Salomon has no doubt she would take a bite. "Damn it! They used my work and then gave an answer they didn't even know! They just cultivated a specific substance, but they didn't know why that substance could stabilize the terminal virus! This is an insult to me, An insult to the spirit of science! Those researchers are trash!"
"Maya..."
"If you let me use the fire-resistant cells of hell creatures and the terminal virus..."
"Maya, I said, what I want is not that low-level stuff. Your Extremis virus is very powerful and important. But in this plan, the Extremis virus is just a tool, a tool for rewriting DNA, a Precisely set tools for artificial organ cultivation. Our enemy is not human beings, remember? Heaven, hell, all extradimensional creatures and black magic creatures are our enemies. We want those warriors to have power beyond human beings. We have to use Those warriors crush the enemies of mankind.”
"Okay, okay, I understand what you mean. I'm just angry that someone used the Extremis virus indiscriminately." Maya Hansen seemed to calm down. She returned the file to Salomon, "The reducing drug that Agent Coulson requested does not exist, do you understand? When the Extremis virus is injected, the DNA of the experimental subject will be tampered with, unless I have the experiment Otherwise, it would be impossible to obtain the antidote - it's a lot of work and I don't have time. If you inject randomly, the greatest possibility is that all the injected antidote will be lost. People who take medicine will suffer from acquired Down syndrome."
"I'm just asking casually, don't take it to heart. Let Agent Coulson worry about it. I'll tell him there is no antidote." Salomon smiled, "You also have a day off today and go with ROOT. Buy some clothes you like. You know my bank card password, it’s the one I keep in the drawer.”
Maya Hansen let out a long breath and asked, "What about you?"
"Me?" Salomon took out the timetable from the dimensional bag and looked at the gift Bayonetta gave him. "In about three minutes, I'm going to learn today's new magic. Today's arrangement is the evocation spell, and by the way, I will also review yesterday's necromancy spell. Oh, wait until Nick Fury's death row is delivered After that, you can start experimenting, and I can use the part of the materials that failed in the experiment as research materials for necromancy. I can finally start learning the Rot Sac Technique that I have been thinking about for a long time."
"What it is?"
"Plague. Plague has always been one of the ultimate means of necromancy. The spells about plague can be learned from the first contact with necromancy. Remember I told you that the essence of necromancy spells is to use positive and negative energy. Spells? The mystics of Karma Taj are all people who have a high affinity with positive and negative energy. Therefore, they are also attracted by the dark dimension, hell and abyss, and become dark wizards who practice necromancy. But this necromancer The techniques are different, and exercising the power of filth is the core idea of this school of necromancy."
Having said this, Salomon couldn't help curling his lips. He said, "Of course, not many people learn this knowledge. After all, necromancy is so difficult, smelly, and unpleasant, and you have to dig up corpses everywhere. If you are not careful, it will lead to a biological crisis. There are no gorgeous explosions and cool summons, not to mention dizzying illusions and the ability to manipulate human nature. If it were not for the young people in the dark punk circles, very few people would learn the spells of this school. However, if I were in necromancy If I make some progress, I might be able to help you."
"You are so considerate."
